Does he know?

"So you wanna get undressed?", he asked with a cheeky smile on his face. I immediately ran towards Niall who danced by himself.

"Damn that was so awkward, don’t mess anything up", I said to myself. I could feel my cheeks getting all red.

“Fuck I did the most embarrassing thing”, I yelled so he could hear me. “ Whaaaaaaaat?”, he already laughed. “I told Harry that I want to have sex”.

He looked at me with big eyes. ”Do it, do it”, he insisted. I knew he was drunk so I didn’t care about his words, I just laughed at his silly behaviour.

I felt so dizzy so I sat alone at a table. I lost my crew in the crowd... But then Harry came over with a serious face; “I want to talk with you”, he said and sat beside me.

“What u wanna talk about?”, I mumbled. I was so dizzy but still filled up with energy because of the alcohol. "Let’s go out so we can hear each other”, he suggested. I stood up to follow his lead but tumbled causing him to giggle. “Take my hand I don’t think it's safe for you to walk by yourself”.

We stood outside against a wall where no one could see us. I was freezing so I jumped a little to keep me warm.

“How are you?”, he asked looking directly into my eyes.

“Can’t you see im having fun but you’ve ruined it by taking me out here”, I answered coldly. I tried to sound mad but truth was; his look made me feel so weak and warm inside at the same time. I hated that he had that inpact on me.

“Having fun? You were forever alone at the table”, he joked. Idiot I thought. Why did he have to make me smile. Ugh.

“What do you even want?”, I asked seriously trying to be cold once again.

“I want to talk about us.”

“Us?”, I asked with my bitchy tone. There is no us Harry wake up; let reality hit you."

“I miss you, I miss US”, he said not stopping staring me in the eyes. I turned my gaze down as I started walking away when he grabbed my hand “You’re not going anywhere before we have worked things out and talked about our problems".

“You wanna talk now when i'm having fun. When i'm trying to move on? Why couldn’t we talk earlier? For weeks ago Harry and not now when I’m feeling good”. I answered without looking at him. The words barely came out of my mouth and now I just wanted to hide myself from him. I couldn't believe he wanted to talk now after serveral weeks.. At a party. Mature move Harry!

He let go of my arm raising his eyebrows “So you’re having fun. You've moved on?”, he asked quietly.

“YEAH I am and once again you’re ruin it”, I yelled.

"Look at me and say you’re fine", he insisted.

I couldn’t .

"You’re not fine at all. You’re fragile that’s why you’re drunk. You never get wasted”, he whispered and stepped closer. He knew my exact soft spot. He knew me too well. Stupid Brite.

“I miss you. I’ve wanted to talk with you since we were in Berlin but Zayn kept threathing me. I’ve tried to cover it up, acting fine in front of everyone but I’m not fine at all. I fought with Zayn because of you because I was sick of pretending to be fine, sick of loosing you and him. But mostly sick of losing my true love." he explained. With every word that came out his voice got higher.

“Oh then go back to fucking Louise “, I pushed him away. All of my emotions were mixed together and the alcohol definitely didnt help me.

“IM NOT TALKING ABOUT HER, I'M TALKING ABOUT YOU DIOT”, he yelled but with sweetness in his voice.

I didn't answer him. The tears pressed my eyes. No.. I would not let my self cry in front of him.

“If I was your love you wouldn’t cheat on me”, I whispered and took a step back. The theme was getting to emotional I knew I would break down in tears if we continued our talk.

He took a step forward - once again standing right in front of me. “I didn’t cheat on you. I was outside, drunk as hell. I felt dizzy so I needed air. Then she came and kissed me in the moment when she saw you and Zayn. I fucking hate her and I have never had the chance to explain myself because no one trusts me or wants to listen and suddenly Zayn also wants you of course he took advantage of us two splitting”. He then stopped talking. He knew he had said too much. A part of me actually trusted his words. If we wanted Louise he would have been with her now.

But he wasn't..

“You don’t think I have missed you? You don’t think this is crushing me and my heart? Deep inside im broken into million pieces. I’ve cried so many nights because of you. Now I’m crying because of Zayn and you. Do you know how hard it is pretending to be fine but cry every night?”. I didn’t want to hide anything, my walls were down and the alcohol showed its effect. I felt the tears runing down my cheeks like the showers that are British.

“Of course I know it when I do the same. I’ve cried every night since the night in Berlin”, he admitted. I could see sensibility and pain in his eyes which just broke me more inside. He truly cared about me.

“I love you can we please work this out?”, he almost begged as he now stood even closer, I could almost feel his breath. I don't know how I ended up in his arms but suddenly I felt them around me. I closed my eyes not really realizing what was going on. He kissed my head and whispered "Please". I felt I had him exactly where I wanted him.

“I’ve been waiting for this moment for a month Harry. A freaking month. but yeah of course we can work it out”, I whispered. As I had said the words outloud I immediately felt a warmness in my body and without thinking about it, I smiled big and actually felt happiness for the first time since Zayn had left.

“I’ve missed you so much” Harry whispered as he kissed my lips. Finally our lips were connected again.

-
“Are you sure you wanna tell them now?”, he asked me while we entered the party again. “If we hang out now, they’ll see we’re friends again”, I answered.

“Friends?”, he looked weirdly at me. I pushed him softy “You know what I mean idiot”.

I found Niall and he hugged me like never before “God damn I thought someone kidnapped you”, he joked. I wanted so badly to tell him about me and Harry but I just couldn't. I didn’t really know what to feel. I felt guilty because I had made out with my x.. or boyfriend, or whatever.. and I had just placed a knife in my bestfriends back..If Zayn realizes this our friendship is officially over.

The alcohol kept flowing and I felt buzzed like never before. I danced until my feet couldn’t anymore. Harry luckily walked me to my room.

“Goodnight love, sleep tight. I’ll see you in the morning”, he kissed my forehead. I smiled and entered the room. I couldnt sleep. Zayn and mine memories were haunting me. The room was so cold without him. I missed Harry already and his touches. My emotions were so mixed. I trusted my instinct and tiptoed to his room. I knew his roommate was out of town so why not take a chance?

I knocked on the door.

No response.

I knocked once again and he finally opened. “Ann”, he said smiling big. “What are you doing here?”, he whispered. “You mind me being here?”, I smirked. He pulled me inside. “You’re so drunk “, he laughed. “I’m not. I don’t like sleeping alone, you mind me spending the night here?”
I was so crazy for asking him. For coming up with this idea. It was bad. Forbidden. It was fucked. But I kind of liked the feeling of it. We laid in Harry’s cozy bed. It was made for one so we laid closely into each other’s arms .

”God I have missed being so close to you”, he whispered. His voice made me shiver.

“I’ve missed you way too much. Do you know that people are going to kill us both if they find out we’re together?”, I giggled.

“Shh I actually love that’s it’s a secret it makes it all more interesting. But for how long can we keep it secret?” he teased.

“I have no idea but I enjoy this so much Harry I'll keep it a secret forever If I need to”, I answered and snuggled into his arms. The feeling of being so close to him again caused me to smile big once again. Happiness was written on my forehead. I closed my eyes and within seconds I fell asleep.. Next to the boy I loved more than anything else.

Notes

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